Chapter 309

Is suddenly a little anxious, cen Qinghe stares at Shang Shaocheng's eyes, suffused with a thin layer of water mist, the expression is also half true and half false. For a time, Shang Shaocheng was not sure whether she was real or pretended, until Cen Qinghe himself came back, rolled his eyes, didn't open his eyes, turned his mouth and said, "if I were a man, I would die with you."

Shangshaocheng can't see the look of her eyes. Right at that moment, he thought she was going to cry.

The lip petal opens, he disdains to return a way: "hit from your brain to think of to die together this word son, I know you even if is a man, is also a worthless counsellor."

CEN Qinghe had already depressed the grievances and sour feelings in his heart. At this moment, he could calmly reply: "or I should put it another way. If you are a woman, I can beat you so that your object can't recognize you."

Shang Shaocheng took off his shoes and sat down in the middle of the Kang just like her. She used to cross her legs, while he put down one leg and supported the other long leg. They sat opposite each other at a square table. He looked at her and said with a sneer, "you can't beat me. You can't even tell me. You're so shabby. I don't know where you got your confidence."

CEN Qinghe came back from Binhai to Dongcheng. She cried three times a day. Her eyes were swollen all the time. She didn't like to look at them in the mirror. In addition, she was plain, so she had no noodles.

Eyes a narrow, she dissatisfied reply way: "compare appearance with a woman, how do you mean?"

Shang Shaocheng said without blinking: "I'm not inferior to you. Why are you embarrassed?"

CEN Qinghe choked for a while, and then pulled up the corner of his lip, "are you relying on this face, so you are promoted to the marketing director?"

Suddenly, Shang Shaocheng was drinking tea. After hearing the words, he paused and lifted his eyelids. He stared at her face, as if he wanted to find the meaning of her heart from her ambiguous face.

Time seems to be static for more than five seconds, until the thin lips of shangshaocheng open, the voice is not urgent and slow back: "in the high-rise, there are people who really like me, no, to be exact, especially like me."

CEN Qinghe didn't expect that Shang Shaocheng would really answer. For a moment, she had a big heart for gossip. She glared at her eyes and asked: "really, who? Who likes you so much? "

In her mind, there were several invisible faces, and she only vaguely felt the image of a woman in her forties and fifties.

Shang Shaocheng looked at her and guessed what she was thinking.

The more suffocated and angry he was, the more calm his expression on his face was. His lips opened and closed again, and he said, "I don't know you."

CEN Qinghe Gul Dong swallowed saliva, looked at his face, silent for three seconds, and then bold, exploratory asked: "female?"

"There are men and women."

"Ah?" Her eyes were full of surprise and sympathy.

Seeing this, shangshaocheng said in a voice, "who do you want to know?"

CEN Qinghe first shook his head and then nodded.

Shang Shaocheng put down his tea cup and said in a low voice, "come here with your ears."

CEN Qinghe immediately put his arms on the low table and leaned forward. As soon as Shang Shaocheng raised her hand, she grabbed the bun on her head. Cen Qinghe instinctively stepped back, but he didn't let go. She had to move forward a little, glanced at him and said, "let go, what are you doing?"

Shang Shaocheng's right hand is holding her ball head, and her left index finger is stretching out. She points Cen Qinghe's forehead, and she keeps frowning and blinking.

As soon as his eyes narrowed, his voice was full of disgust and threat: "what dirty things do you say are in your mind? Originally, the brain is as big as a pine nut. You still pour water into it. What's the matter? Do you want to plant trees in it“

CEN Qinghe couldn't escape or move. She knelt down at the table. She raised her hand to hit him. Shang Shaocheng had already seen her intention, so when she raised her hand, he clasped her wrist.

CEN Qinghe touched the back of his right hand holding her hair with his left hand, and put his fingertips on his flesh. She warned: "you release it quickly, don't say I scratch you."

Shang Shaocheng said in a deep voice: "you dare."

CEN Qinghe didn't dare. She didn't scratch him. She just scratched him.

"Hiss..." Shang Shaocheng immediately took a breath of cool air, and his hand was relaxed.

CEN Qinghe took the opportunity to escape from him and sat back.

He looked down at the back of his right hand, the clear five crescent mark on it, raised his eyes and glared at her, "you really dare to do it!"

CEN Qinghe is a ruffian. Her hair is loosened by him. She simply unties the leather case and combs it again. While combing and looking at him, he said, "in my territory, do you still want the blind bear to stand at attention - covering the sky with one hand?"

"I don't want to stand at attention, I just want to hit you," shangshaocheng replied

CEN Qinghe hissed: "the tone of the blind bear is quite horizontal."

He propped up with one hand and made a gesture to beat her. Cen Qinghe also reacted quickly, rolled back one by one, and half of his hair fell down again.

See her stare eyes, vigilant look to oneself, Shang Shao city again stable sit down, sneer way: "scared to death you."

CEN Qinghe didn't wait for an answer. He heard a few knocks on the door. Soon after, the clerk opened the door and brought three bottles of wine with a tray.

"This is ginseng wine, this is snake wine, and this is mountain fruit wine." The bottle of wine was like a small wine pot in ancient times. It was not transparent. He could not see how much wine was in it. Cen Qinghe just picked up the bottle of shanguojiu and smelled it in his nose.

"It smells good." Wine mixed with fruit, as if sweet and sour taste.

Shang Shaocheng said: "a face of drunkard."

CEN Qinghe, with her hair in the back, and sniffing with a pot, she said, "I love Baijiu, and paint, all kinds of paint, and old boxes."

Shangshaocheng brow a Cu, strength deduction dislike two words.

"Ugly people have many quirks." He said.

CEN Qinghe glanced at him and said in a voice, "are you beautiful?"

He calmly responded: "such an obvious fact, you don't have to say, people with long eyes can see it."

"Shameless," she whispered

"What did you say?" He raised his eyelids and asked in a deep voice.

CEN Qinghe lips a hook, skin smile meat don't smile back way: "I say you are really beautiful."

He didn't have a good look at her, it's strange to believe her.

She took out two new glasses, poured a glass of fruit wine for herself, poured a glass of ginseng wine for him, raised her glass, and said in a voice, "come on, drink one first."

Shang Shaocheng slowly picked up the cup and said in a soft voice: "no words before wine?"

CEN Qinghe said, "do you need it?"

Shang Shaocheng said, "well, the food is so casual. You can't drink wine casually."

CEN Qinghe pondered for a while, and then said: "here's a cup of ginseng wine. I hope you will live a long and healthy life in the future."

Shangshaocheng:

CEN Qinghe couldn't help laughing. The corners of her lips curved high. After laughing, without waiting for him to say anything, she suddenly raised her head and drank almost half of the wine in the cup.

Seeing this, shangshaocheng asked, "provocation?"

CEN Qinghe turned the glass in his hand, the bottom of the glass was up, and there was no drop of wine in it.

"On behalf of the people of Northeast China, challenge you sea night hybrid," she said

Shang Shaocheng took a deep look at her, but didn't answer. He just raised his hand and raised his head. All the wine in the cup slipped into the mouth, and the Adam's apple rolled up and down. His drinking action was more like a northern man, which Cen Qinghe liked.

CEN Qinghe poured another cup for himself and said aloud, "I have nothing to do in the afternoon. If I drink too much, I will go to sleep. You still have work in the afternoon. What should I do if I drink too much?"

Shang Shao city didn't like it and said, "drink me up first."

CEN Qinghe smashes her mouth, disdaining and taunting. When Shang Shaocheng sees her, he wants to beat her, but she is very alert. He can't catch her across the table for a while.

Before all the dishes were served, cen Qinghe and Shang Shaocheng had already drunk three or four liang of wine respectively, sitting on the Northeast's unique Kang, listening to the crackling sound of firewood burning under the Kang.

Inside the room soon became hot. They had already taken off their coats. Cen Qinghe rolled up his sleeves and poured wine frequently to find a chance to drink.

Shang Shaocheng doesn't know that she is in a bad mood, but she is competitive and wants to compete with him.

To be alone with her, to quarrel, to chat or to hate each other is not the point. The point is that Shang Shaocheng feels very happy. It's a rare good time for him and her.

CEN Qinghe himself didn't eat, picked up chopsticks, she gave Shang Shaocheng clip a chicken leg.

"I haven't used chopsticks yet." For fear that he would dislike her, she was wise enough to protect herself while she was serving vegetables.

Shangshaocheng said: "eat your own, I'm not out of reach."

CEN Qinghe said, "I'm polite. I'm a guest from afar."

Shang Shaocheng said: "you are usually a little polite to me, better than anything."

Having said that, he took a napkin, rolled up the root of a chicken leg and took a bite.

When he was eating, he saw Cen Qinghe drinking alone. His brow was slightly frowning. He said in a voice, "what's the matter with you? What's the matter with you? What's your stomach when you eat so much?"

CEN Qinghe said, "I'm very drunk today. I don't have any appetite. I just want to drink“

Shang Shaocheng said, "you didn't say that poetry is very strong. I really appreciate it."

As his voice fell, cen Qinghe suddenly raised his eyebrows and said in a voice, "when you mention poetry, I think of a joke."

Shang Shaocheng said without expression: "is there any necessary connection between poetry and jokes?"

CEN Qinghe said anxiously: "Oh, don't interrupt me. This joke is always funny. It was said that a male director asked his actress to go to the room. The actress said she couldn't go because she was afraid of the hidden rules. As a result, the director said, I know your parents so well. What can I do to you? The actress had no choice but to go, but as soon as she entered the room, the male director asked her to take off her pants. The actress thought, ah, anyway, it's all this way. She just took off her pants. Guess what the male director said

Shangshaocheng didn't mean to laugh, and didn't want to take care of her interaction. CEN Qinghe a anxious, like coquetry general way to him: "you guess."